128 Days of Flight Side Story: Reliving the Past

ift for Ouyang Chu's future wife.This item, which originally represented a mother's deepest love for her son and was a beautiful heirloom, turned out to hide the frostbite poison within the sighs of t...He was originally brought back by those people to collect debts from his agency. Now he's already offending a bunch of people. If he offends another person like An Tianxiang because of Yang Ning, everything will become even more out of control.

After weighing the pros and cons, Cheng Hao remained silent, his eyes narrowed in thought. No matter how unwilling he was to face Yang Yue, he had to bite the bullet and go through with it because now they were in this together, riding the same boat.

"Okay, you give me one thousand, I'll go find her right away."

Faced with Cheng Hao doubling his request for money, Yang Ning didn't say much. As long as Cheng Hao could be entangled with Yang Yue, who was going through a series of misfortunes, she wouldn't hesitate to pay any amount.

"No problem, hope you'll be fine."

Yang Ning curled the corners of his lips and took out a thousand yuan from his wallet. Before he could extend it to his face, Cheng Hao snatched it away.

She let out a mocking chuckle, her eyes filled with contempt like soft needles, intentionally pricking at Cheng Hao's pride. He avoided her gaze and remained silent.

After all, whether he cared or not, he had no capital now to hold it against Yang Ning for her attitude towards him.

The two hurried out of the alley and stood on the side of the road trying to hail a taxi. Yang Ning saw that he was poorly dressed, knowing that ordinary taxi drivers wouldn't stop. She pursed her lips and kindly hailed a taxi for him, sending off the disheveled Cheng Hao with a contented expression.

Looking at his departing vehicle, Yang Ning felt a sense of lightness, as if bathed in the spring breeze. It seemed that Cheng Hao had a rather difficult time in Las Vegas.

His missing clothes and glasses probably got robbed. This trip back home, he's being watched. It's unclear if it's for negotiations or to teach him a lesson.

But these things weren't her concern anymore. Now that she had completely passed this mess onto Yang Yue, she wanted to see what kind of play these two would put on.

The next morning, before the sky was even light, Yang Ning was awakened by a nightmare. Ever since she met Cheng Hao and returned, her heart felt like something was constantly blocking it, filled with unease.

She pressed her forehead, wiping a cold sweat. Remembering the fierce and menacing look on An Tianxiang's face in her dream as he threatened to kill her just moments ago, her stiff body couldn't help but tremble.

It seems that the question he'd kept in his heart all this time could no longer be delayed. This time, if he came back, he had to probe him.

For this, Yang Ning specially called An Tianxiang to ask when he would be back, but learned that it was this afternoon.

He arrived sooner than expected. Yang Ning hung up the phone and hesitated, but thinking back and forth was pointless. Yang Ning sighed and finally decided to wait until the afternoon to see what happened.

Time flew, and soon it was afternoon. Yang Ning wanted to give himself a buffer for his purpose, so he specially asked Sister Wang to cook a meal and waited for An Tianxiang to come back to eat and chat.

Sitting at the dining table, Yang Ning leaned on her elbows, her expression thoughtful. Her phone lay beside her, displaying the time ticking by.

She was somewhat uneasy and didn't want to randomly speculate about all the possible outcomes.

"Click."

At that moment, the tightly closed door suddenly swung open. Yang Ning turned his head back and saw An Tianxiang striding in with a bag.

She hurriedly stood up and quickly walked to the door.

"You're back." He greeted simply, An Tianxiang lowered his gaze to glance at Yang Ning's face, which clearly held a troubled mind. The aroma of the food reached his nostrils.

He naturally handed the bag in his hand to Yang Ning, and with a very smooth gesture, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her against his chest.

"Are you free today You're even cooking."

Yang Ning accompanied him to the table and sat down. He opened his mouth but didn't feel comfortable saying that this was made by the cleaning lady.

She put her bag on the chair next to her, the warmth of An Tianxiang's hand still lingering on her waist, making her feel restless.

"Well, I had a day off today and didn't do much." Yang Ning's spirits were low, and at first glance, it was clear that he was preoccupied. An Tianxiang looked at the table full of dishes and roughly understood what Yang Ning meant.

He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, took a sip of water, and looked at them with an inquisitive gaze. "Just get to the point," he said. "Spit it out. Once you're done, we can all enjoy this meal."

An Tianxiang got straight to the point, and Yang Ning became even more nervous. But after careful consideration, she felt that what she was going to say wasn't a heart-wrenching complaint, so there was no need to be so reluctant to speak.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ning decisively stopped hesitating. She looked up at An Tianxiang, her eyes filled with a heavy gaze: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, are you familiar with Cheng Hao"

In his previous life, An Zong was the one who instigated Cheng Hao and Yang Yue to kill him. If An Tianxiang and Cheng Hao had a friendship, then there was at least a 90% chance that An Zong was him.

If that were really the case, what would she do…

Yang Ning unconsciously clenched his fists, holding his breath and staring intently at the silent man bathed in light. His fine strands of hair slightly covered his eyes, but from his expression, he showed no hint of doubt whatsoever.

Hearing Yang Ning's question, An Tianxiang raised his amber eyes, glanced at the person in front of him, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

He pondered quietly for a moment, the only scene that came to mind was when Tianhua was discussing a contract with Yang Yue. He had glanced over and noticed Cheng Hao standing outside the entire time.

Why would Yang Ning come to ask him, a third-rate star

"People know him, but they don't really know him. They only know that he's a third-rate celebrity. I have no interest in people like this who are at the bottom of the entertainment industry."

An Tianxiang lifted his crimson lips, his pale face devoid of emotion. Yang Ning stared intently at his eyes, slowly loosening his tightly clenched fist.

His words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly easing her tension.

Although she didn't think the current answer represented the future, at least it could bring her some peace of mind now.

An Tianxiang saw the changes in Yang Ning's expression, his eyes were unreadable, and some emotions were surging beneath the surface.

"Why would you suddenly ask such a question"

Keeping his doubts in mind, An Tianxiang was not the kind of person to beat around the bush. Looking at Yang Ning, whose heart was heavy with thoughts, he directly asked, his calm face reflecting the soft yellow light.

Having long been prepared to be questioned, Yang Ning's expression didn't seem out of the ordinary. She picked up the bowl on the table and added a bowl of rice for both An Tianxiang and herself.

In the silent atmosphere, Yang Ning's back seemed a little thin. An Tianxiang stared intently at her figure, his dim eyes waiting for an answer.someone really said something that stimulated him intensely, making his entire emotional state out of control, Gu Ke'yu thought about it and turned his head back to the girl he had seen at the hospita...